Doomsday: Start with the strongest talent

Chapter 534 Huiming!

After a long time, outsiders were no longer interested in Bodhidharma Cave.

The reason why the thousand-faced scholar came to the Bodhidharma Cave is because Zen Master Huiming lived in seclusion near the Bodhidharma Cave.

Great masters like Zen Master Huiming have long looked down upon all fame and wealth, and have lost all four elements. They are truly enlightened monks.

So living in seclusion in the Bodhidharma cave, usually sweeping the floor and chanting scriptures, not asking the world of people right and wrong.

He seems to be the most ordinary monk in Shaolin Temple, and even most of the senior officials of Shaolin Temple do not know the existence of Zen Master Huiming.

They only vaguely know that Shaolin Temple has a patron saint, but they don't know who this patron saint is.

Only a few high-level officials, including the abbot of Shaolin Temple, knew of the existence of Chan Master Huiming and where he was.

But this kind of secret cannot be hidden from the Blood Shadow Demon Sect.

And after the Blood Shadow Demon Sect united with the imperial court, this kind of secret was no longer a secret.

At this moment, the boundless falling trees are rustling.

Under the huge plane tree, an old monk in yellow was sweeping the floor.

The old monk's movements were very slow.

But there is a faint charm.

"All the bad karma I have done in the past, including beginningless greed, anger, and ignorance, was born from my body, speech, and mind. I regret all of them now..." The old monk muttered something while sweeping the floor.

Scholar Qianmian was very nervous, but on the surface he was very calm and stood near the old monk.

"The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side..." Qianmian Scholar read a sentence from the Book of Songs.

Shen Baishuang's name comes from this poem.

Taken from Bailu as frost.

The old monk's movements stopped.

Look at the scholar with thousands of faces.

The thousand-faced scholar looked indifferent.

"The almsgiver seems to have something in his words!" The old monk looked at the scholar with thousands of faces and said.

"Master, have you ever let down others?" Thousand Faces Scholar asked.

"The poor monk has failed too many people." The old monk said, "So the poor monk has been repenting."

The Thousand Faced Scholar said: "But if repentance is useful, what else is there to do?"

The old monk asked: "Did the donor come specifically to see the poor monk?"

The thousand-faced scholar said: "I have inquired for a long time, and then I found out that Zen Master Huiming lives in seclusion near the Bodhidharma Cave. If I am not wrong, you are Zen Master Huiming."

The old monk was stunned for a moment and said: "The poor monk has retired from the world for many years. I didn't expect to hear my Dharma name again. Yes, the poor monk is Huiming."

The Thousand-faced Scholar asked, "Does Master recognize this thing?" The Thousand-faced Scholar said and took out a green jade pendant.

Zen Master Huiming's originally calm expression changed instantly.

With a flash of his figure, he came in front of the thousand-faced scholar, and held the thousand-faced scholar's hand.

The thousand-faced scholar shuddered in his heart, but he didn't resist, knowing that the other party was a master-level master, and he had no power to resist in front of the other party.

"Where did you get the benefactor's jade pendant?" Zen Master Huiming asked nervously.

"I got it from a girl. She was a very poor girl. She had lost her mother since she was a child, and she didn't know who her father was." Qianmian Scholar said coldly, "And this girl herself was sold into a brothel. I was raised as a thin horse in Yangzhou from an early age. If I hadn’t been so compassionate, fell in love with that girl at first sight, and was willing to help her, that girl would have died miserably in this world of mortals."

"What?!" Zen Master Huiming was startled and murmured, "Really?"

The Thousand-faced Scholar said: "Master, would you like to hear me tell a story?"

Zen Master Huiming let go of the Thousand-faced Scholar's hand and said, "Donor, please speak!"

The thousand-faced scholar said: "Once upon a time, there was a rebellious lady named Shen Baishuang in the Shen family in the south of the Yangtze River. Shen Baishuang wandered around the rivers and lakes, acting as a hero, but in the end she was plotted by a traitor and was seriously injured. She was rescued by a respected elder in the rivers and lakes." .”

"This is an ordinary story, but the unexpected thing is that both Shen Baishuang and the elder have a common heart. There is a big age gap between the two, but they both fell in love with each other."

"Shen Baishuang was willing to give up everything, but the elder was worried. He thought he had given up everything, but he only abandoned his most precious things."

"Shen Baishuang returned to her hometown sadly and gave birth to a daughter, but due to her depression, she died of illness soon after. Her daughter was also regarded as a villain by the Shen family and was sold to a brothel."

"But the elder never showed up from beginning to end, and he didn't even inquire about Shen Baishuang. Otherwise, how could Shen Baishuang's daughter end up like this?"

"Master, tell me, has Shen Baishuang been let down?"

All the words of the Scholar with Thousand Faces are based on Chen Guo's guidance.

After these words, Zen Master Huiming was really moved, and two lines of tears fell on his face.

"Poor monk..." Zen Master Huiming said, "After all, all four things cannot be empty, but poor monk..."

The Thousand Faced Scholar said, "Master, can you listen to me tell another story?"

Huiming said: "Donor, please speak."

The Scholar with Thousand Faces said: "Ananda said to the Buddha: I fell in love with a woman. The Buddha asked Ananda: How much do you like this woman? Ananda said: I would like to transform into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for 500 years. After 500 years of rain, I just want her to walk across the bridge."

Zen Master Huiming was temporarily crazy.

The Thousand-faced Scholar recited again: "I went to the mountain to pay homage to the Taoist monk, and I asked the master to explain the reason. I was obsessed with lovesickness without restraint, and my mind came to Qingqing. I once worried that being passionate would harm the holy life, and when I went to the mountain, I was afraid that I would fall in love with you. The world is safe with the Dharma of both perfections, and I will not fail the Tathagata and not the Lord.”

These are still the words taught by Chen Guo.

A "Stone Bridge Zen" and a song "Being True to the Tathagata and Not to Your Qing" are works of real eminent monks and living Buddhas, and they are the most touching. Among them, the Zen meaning is clear, and it can even touch the heart of Zen Master Huiming.

The reason why the Thousand Faced Scholar was allowed to come forward instead of himself was not because Chen Guo's acting skills were not good, but because Chen Guo's current cultivation was too high. At first glance, he looked like a master of a generation. In front of Zen Master Huiming, he couldn't hide it at all.

When a first-level master comes forward for a girl and seeks out her father, it is probably because of love, but when a master master comes forward, the meaning is different, and it can easily arouse the vigilance of Zen Master Huiming.

Therefore, in order not to arouse Zen Master Huiming's vigilance, Chen Guo chose to let the scholar with thousands of faces come forward.

"The world is safe with the Dharma of both perfection, and you will not disappoint the Tathagata and not disappoint you..." Zen Master Huiming burst into tears, and finally couldn't help crying, "I thought I understood the true meaning of the Tathagata, but after all, my heart is hard to understand, and I live up to it." After losing a woman, how can I abandon the world of mortals? Hey..."

A master at the level of a great master cried in front of a thousand-faced scholar.

"Those who have been missed have already been missed and cannot be undone, but those who have not been missed, if you don't take a look, will you regret it for the rest of your life?" Qian Mian Scholar said.

"The donor is right. The donor is a thoughtful person. Take the poor monk to see her..." Zen Master Huiming said, "The poor monk will eventually have to face his past."

(End of this chapter)